#garry roach sanderson

[harveywritings92]

[The 1-4-1 are making their way back to their base camp during a blizzard, Ghost is carrying R/n on his back. ]

Gaz, to no one in particular: *tired* how much further till we get back to the base?

Ghost: I don't know. I'm not sure how much longer I can carry R/n for.

[Gaz and Price stop walking look at each other than at Ghost confused.]

Price: R/n has been walking with Roach this entire time.

[Ghost turns around and sees that, yes, R/n is indeed behind him walking with Roach.]

Ghost: Then who the hell is this?!

[Gaz reaches up and pulls the hood off the person’s head to reveal Soap.]

Soap: What? I'll pay you.

[Ghost grimaces drops Soap and keeps walking.]

[thehomosexualtrilogy]

Lilit here.

So me and Gato where talking other day and he told us thing we want to share. So listen to us very carefully 'cuz We are not the type to repeat ourselves.

Half deaf Johnny Soap McTavish.

Be honest with us. He doesn't wear any sort of protection. No headphones. No earplugs. Nothing. And this man can, and we sure did, ground a building completely. And he is so loud only because he wants to hear himself. Which leads us here.

Ghostroach.

They deeply care for him but the noise he makes is just too much sometimes and they just think "Its just the way he is" until one evening, Roach and Ghost cuddle and Soap comes in, sees the the domestic scene and since he cannot hear himself or correct the loudness of his voice he says in the kind of hushed but clearly hearable tone "I am so lucky to have such wonderful spouses. How did I even pull them..". You should've seen their faces as he continues in the same tone, again not thinking he is heard, doing the business he came for.

This is where they get concerned and start noticing. Once they do - they never stopped.

The first thing to be seen differently is how he leans into them. So focused too.

The worrying amount of "Come again." and "Sorry, I didn't hear you"

At this point they practically kick him to medical. This is where they find out. Then it starts. Hearing aids. Prices raging for not using any type of protection. Medical leave to get used to hearing normally. Soap is absolutely terrified of the world of sounds. He forgot that many things have sounds. Like Cola bubbling. He spent the whole dinner trying to figure out what was the sound.

The change in Soap noticed by everyone. He is much quieter. Still bombastic and bright but with different volume. Actually makes everyone worried, even the rookies. Kinda missing the old sergeant. So Johnny get a rule.

«No hearing aids on base»

•> Gato. With all love in my heart [if i have one]. Thank you. You make so many good headcanons. It's is beautiful, hun

•> Credit goes to Gato. Praise him. I am just a storyteller.

[tobytalkz]

Soap and roach : *casually catching up since they haven’t seen each other in awhile*

Soap : “oh yeah i got engaged by the way, anyways i need to tell you about this new th-“

Roach : “YOU GOT ENGAGED???!”

Price : *spits out his coffee* “WHAT?”

Gaz : *staring at them in shock*

alejandro : “THATS MY BOY!!”

Ghost : *slowly hiding his ring finger*

[kiwisinlingerie]

Vocal

Pairing: Roach/König Warnings: N/A Contains: Face riding, copious amounts of biting, minor feminisation the elephant in the room that is König′s dick.  Rating: E Fandom: Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2  AU: Falconry Au ( @hurrraaid ) Word length: 1401

Summary: In the grand scheme of things, König really shouldn’t have underestimated the determination of a 5′7′’ man intent on suffocating between his thighs. 

Authors Note: I typically write WLW so this was a nice change of pace for once haha. Also apologies for any incorrect German, my grasp of the language is basic at best. 

‘words here’ - thought “words here” - Sign Language 

[AO3]

-----

Garry 'Roach' Sanderson is a demon. 

A foul tempter hidden beneath a boyish face that gave away nothing of his nature. It had started off simple, a touch that lasted too long in the staff room, lingering stares across the weathering lawn that made König's stomach churn unexpectedly. 

He'd taken to learning sign before departing for Price's centre, the concept of not being able to communicate with a future co-worker had filled him with anxiety more than the move to another country. 

This decision has only served to provide him with regrets he barely comprehends. What had begun as a simple help with learning, casual conversations about birds, had dissolved into the smaller man stating his desires to him with unabashed confidence, surely enjoying the way his cheeks flush over the mask and his stumbled excuses to Soap as to the fluster. 

It's the statement about riding his face and the aftermath that lead to this, König knelt over the smaller man's face, trying not to combust from embarrassment. 

Roach had been unrelenting once behind closed doors, having shown up to König's temporary home with a cheeky look, the Austrian man barely able to greet him before he's near snapped in half with the force used to pull him into a kiss. 

König barely hears the door click shut and lock, too distracted by Roach and the feel of hands pulling at his clothes to pay anything else attention.

They shuffle backwards, brief moments of relief as t shirts and jackets are peeled off before the kissing resumes, coming to a stop at last as König's calves hit the bed. 

"Ah, wait-" 

Roach doesn't wait. König's not sure if the other knows how to, cold hand pressing flush against his bare chest before pushing, sending the giant of a man sprawling across the bedding. 

His dick twitches, already half hard since the pain of being forcefully bent had rippled up his spine. The sight of Roach looming over him, smug look on his face, making him both want to hide and pull the smaller man down to his level. 

The latter wins, a strange bout of confidence, no doubt caused by Roach's undivided attention, causing him to take the brunette by the wrist and yank him down, dominance remaining in his favour until he catches sight of the look Roach is giving him. 

A brief moment of surprise gives way to a smirk, König's mind filling the silence of how the other would tease him were he verbal. 'eager are we?' 

Perhaps. It was hard not to be when Roach had seemingly read him like a book and found ways to push every button correctly without ever being told. 

"Be vocal for me." 

The kiss this time isn't as desperate. It's almost sweet even. Roach' s hand on his cheek stops him from chasing his lips when the smaller man pulls away, an inaudible chuckle from him before he begins to trail kisses down his neck. 

Every scar gets attention, a kiss to each one, sinking teeth into his chest with enough force that König swears, whining in his native tongue as the Brit showed no signs of stopping. 

"Bitte… Please…" König near begs, words escaping how to properly voice his wants. Bite me until I cum. Mark me as yours. Blow me until I'm breathless. Fuck me into the sheets relentlessly. All thoughts he craves to express but can't vocalise. 

Roach pulls up from his assault on König's chest, drool extending from lips to a chest already starting to bloom with bruises and bitemarks, eyes flicking down to his groin, still clothed and straining, before laughing his phantom chuckle once more. 

He keeps his eyes on König's as he continues his descent down his body, both lips and teeth graving skin until stopping at the waistband of his trousers. A kiss to his cock through the fabric before Roach withdraws, tugging both sweatpants and underwear down to leave König bare. 

König feels his cheeks bloom darker, squeezing his eyes shut and looking away as Roach's eyes darkened with lust. He's big. Big in all ways. The expectation creeping in that Roach had changed his mind, that he'd just want to ride him and nothing more becoming more and more present. 

His brain is stuttered into silence as his leg is folded up onto the bed, a loud moan ripping from his throat as the biting resumed. Roach isn't gentle and, frankly, König prefers it that way, the perfect blend of both pain and pleasure swirling in his brain as bites turned to sucking and back again. 

He's teasing him, König realises, trailing bites up his thighs only to begin on the other, painting pale skin like a canvas with purples and yellows. "Schnecke, bitte, stop teasing me." He whines, swallowing thickly as Roach stops and peers up at him from between his legs, mouth releasing skin with a near inaudible pop. 

Roach stands, crawling back onto the bed, up and past König, the redhead following the smaller man with his eyes, utterly bemused. What was he doing? Watching the other move pillows, lay down on his back, wiggling to make himself comfortable before looking back over to König, tapping his chest expectantly. 

Oh. That's what…fuck. 

He thought that had been a joke. Another means to get under König's skin. Harmless flirting that had haunted the Austrian's dreams these past few weeks. He hadn't believed Roach was completely serious until now, the mute man huffing at the lack of speed from König as he aggressively signed "My face. Now."

There's a level of apprehension to his actions as he follows Roach up the bed, cautiously positioning himself with his knees either side of his head, cursing as he looked down only to be greeted by a face of pure satisfaction. Roach was, if anything, the cat who got both the cream and the canary. 

"I need you to-fuck!" König starts only to stutter to a stop as Roach kisses his shaft, a brief contact that flatlines his thoughts to nothing beyond a mantra of Roach's name. Small hands guide his hips, tip brushing against an all too eager mouth, König releasing a pleased little gasp and moan as lips wrapped around him. 

His pace starts off slow, a conscious effort to not hurt the smaller man, never more aware of the size of his dick, thighs and strength. It's not enough for Roach, however, hands gripping into thighs and hips tightly, pulling him down and deeper into his throat, König's thighs tightening as Roach moaned around and down him. 

"Fuck my mouth like a good girl." Is rapidly signed before hands grip large thighs once more, König electing to live up to the praise and doing as he's told. Its near overloading, the wet warmth of Roach's mouth, the nails digging into flesh, his hand gripping brown hair tightly as his hips snap forward and back with deep, unrelenting thrusts. 

He can visual the praise, the smaller man telling him how good he's being, how he's such a good, good girl for him. It drives him to thrust harder, to be rougher with Roach's mouth, waiting for him to tell him to ease up only for him to adjust and swallow or moan around him. 

König is aware of how loud he's being, his anxiety to his neighbours evaporated as his brain overfilled with Roach's name, curses and demands to know if he was the other's good girl, all of which spilled from his lips in fervent prayer. 

"I'm gonna-" His attempts to pull out are stopped by the painful grip on his scratched up thighs, climaxing down the smaller man's throat and its then, and only then, that Roach allows him to remove himself from his mouth. 

Roach looks dishevelled, cheeks flushed and panting, fingers tracing the letters of 'good girl' into König's flesh. He tries to ignore how the words make his dick twitch, plays ignorant to how Roach fully noticed his returned arousal. 

He slips out from beneath him, Roach kneeling and capturing his lips. König can taste himself on the other's lips and tongue, the hand curling gently in his hair, surprisingly gentle considering moments ago he was riding the smaller man's face.

"Can I fuck you?" König's eyes flick from hands to eyes post kiss, taking in the request before licking his lips and swallowing. 

"Please."

[heard-nsfw-is-back]

You ask COD MW2 folks to step on you

God please don't look at me I don't know why I thought about this.

Ghost: absolutely refuses but will grapple you down and holds you there. Won't ever step on you. Does think about it a LOT though. It does something to him.

Soap: is not keen on it either but will offer other bondage to keep you at his feet, the view of you there is immaculate. Might be convinced to try once.

Price: won't but will tease you gently about it. "What's wrong pretty? I don't make you feel small and helpless against me enough as is it? Daddy will try harder don't worry." Won't step on you but will make up for it by increasing other things you both like.

Gaz: nope not happening. You're not the enemy and he won't like the idea of stepping on you.

Roach: You know what. This man has tried it. Thinks it's meh but will if you ask.

Alejandro: enthusiastic yes. Get on your back for daddy and take slow deep breaths for him.

Rudy: no but looks up shibari to keep you on the ground for him. He might be open to it later if you talk about it with him but might also be open to you stepping on him.

König: won't step on you but will push you around with his feet. Gently, he's still absolutely massive. Will also have you sat on your knees in front of him and will gently rock you back and forth with his boot before rocking you back and forth on his boot iykwim

Valeria: will do it and be so sweetly degrading about how her pet is writhing under her. 10/10 will implement this often.

Laswell: having you as an ottoman while she's working is peak perfection for her. Whether you're on your hands and knees holding her legs up or on your knees with her legs on your shoulder while you massage the tense muscles.

I'm a bottom. Let me be.

[thebossfight9]

Got bored, so I made ‘If Whatsapp was in MW2′

[u5an5]

How big is a chance that it not that Roach was killed before MW reboot timeline like some people trough but will be a deliberate Soap replacement instead?

[themageinquisitor]

The 141 - Sgt. Garry "Roach" Sanderson

[harveywritings92]

Soap: Who wants to make 15 dollars?

Roach & Gaz: How?

Soap: I need someone to take the fall.

Ghost, in the distance sounding shocked: Oh my god.

R/n: What did you do?

Soap: I can't tell you, yes or no, no questions asked.

Roach: Why can't you-

Ghost, now angry & disgusted:  OH. MY. GOD!!

R/n: Make it 20.

Soap: Done..

{They hear a bunch of stuff fall over and splatter.]

Ghost, horrified: OH MEH GAWD!!.

Soap, gripping R/n by the shoulder: You're a good friend,

Soap, dragging R/n out of the room: I got’em, I got’em LT! Don't worry about it.

[harveywritings92]

[The 141 are playing paintball Friday the 13th, Ghost is the killer, Gaz is explaining the rules of horror movies to the others]

Gaz: Okay, rule one: Don't go off on your own. Rule two: if you do go off on your own, never go into the woods. Rule three: If you do go into the woods, never ever make out in the woods, or you will die in the woods! *notices two missing people* ...Where's Soap and R/n?

Roach: Breaking rules one through three.

[they hear two yelps and few seconds later R/n covered in yellow paint comes out of the woods supporting a limping Soap who is holding his paint covered crotch.]

R/n: Well we're out, some of us in more ways then one...

Soap, in high pitched and pained voice: I'm gonna kill tha' Skull-faced bastard!

Ghost, somewhere in the woods: YOU CAN TRY JOHNNY BUT I HAVE THE HIGH GROUND!

[Paintballs come fly out the woods as everyone scatters in terror.]

[harveywritings92]

{Ghost messes with the recruits, he sits down at a table with a group of them, he has a plate of two sunny side eggs, bacon, beans and hash browns; nothing out of the ordinary until... he took out a straw pulled his mask up and began to sip out the egg yoke, the recruits all watch in shocked silence, As Ghost keeps his eyes trained on them.]

Ghost: is there a problem?

{the recruits nervously shake their heads.]

Ghost: *goes back to sipping.*

[meanwhile Soap, Gaz and Roach are losing their shit in the background, they were not informed before hand.]

[harveywritings92]

Roach: Soap can I ask you a question?

Soap: Yeah?

Roach, nodding towards a bickering R/n and Ghost: Are those two going to kill each other or start ripping each other's clothes off?

Soap:Oh, I don't think the two of them have it figured out yet.

Soap: But we've got a betting pool goin' if yer interested, 50 ponds says they'll be all over each other by the end of the month, ya in?

Roach:...

[harveywritings92]

[For context Price and Gaz are on vacation: Ghost is in charge, and series of unfortunate events leads R/n into believing Ghost is somehow possessed by a demon. She asks Roach to find her a priest, cut to later at the base’s lounge. R/n sees what she thinks is smoke coming from outside she opens the lounge door to find Soap standing there in full Priest garb, Roach is next to him in a black hoodie holding a fog machine with the exorcist theme playing on his phone.]

Soap: Good evening. I believe ya require my services.

[gives R/n his card]

R/n, reading his card: "John MacTavish, Swimwear Model"? 

(R/n gives him a strange a look.)

Soap: No, turn it over.

R/n, turns the card over and reads: "John MacTavish, Exorcist"?

Soap, to Roach: That’s enough Garry.

(Roach pauses the music)

R/n: Roach, I thought you were going to find me a proper exorcist.

Soap: No need, sinner. Seen the movie, [unzips the front of his costume] got the t-shirt. Now if ya kindly moves aside I’ll locate all the pockets of malice and vibrations of doom...

[R/n reluctantly leads them to the library where Ghost is napping and talking in his sleep.]

Soap: What putrefaction is this? Garry, holy water. (Roach hands him a spray bottle) Music. (plays The exorcist theme) Be thou not afraid! (he sprays Ghost)  

[[Ghost stirs awake and starts raving out gibberish at Soap who sprays him more.]]

Soap: Ack! it speaks in tongue!

Ghost, looking around wildly: What’s goin on???!!

R/n: it’s an exorcist!

Ghost: Damn You! {tackles Soap to floor and starts throttling him.} Damn you Johnny! (Gets Soap in a head lock) Ya stupid bloody idiot! 

{Ghost manages to take the spray bottle from Soap and starts spraying him in the face with it.}

Soap: It said damn! now Garry! the stake!

[ Ghost looks behind him and is threatened by Roach with a hammer and wooden stake.]

Ghost: MY GOD!

[Roach freezes surprised that Ghost said God]

Ghost: This base has gone insane!?

R/n: That's what I've been trying to tell you.

Ghost, to R/n: You, you're unhinged.

Ghost, to Roach: You, you're demented.

Ghost, to Soap: and You, you're just you.

Soap, to Ghost in panic: Careful! Holy water's expensive! It's mixed with the urine of seven virgins.

[Ghost looks at the bottle than at Soap in disgust.]

Roach, pulling his hood off: Dude, It's just tap water.

Soap, glaring at Roach: I asked you to do one thing!

[R/n, Roach and Soap start to bicker as Ghost throws the bottle away and goes to call Price to see how long he and Gaz are going to be on holiday for? because he fears he’s not gonna last long...]

[harveywritings92]

R/n, on the phone with Price: With great boredom comes great irresponsibility.

Price: Please tell me you're not all on the roof again.

[the roof begins to creak and suddenly caves in as Ghost, Soap, Gaz and Roach fall through the ceiling into Price’s office.]

R/n, looking down a Price through the hole: No?

[harveywritings92]

[Ghost and Price are playing a heist game with (reader name), and think they’ve won and out smarted R/n by using Roach to get her champion cummerbund, they have little celebration until Price gets a closer look at it.]

Price: Wait a minute! This isn't the championship cummerbund. This is some common cummerbund.

[They get a good look at “Roach” and realize it’s just a random recruit wearing a similar uniform.]

Ghost: And you're not Garry. You're just some common bitch.

Fake Roach, sad: Hey…

[harveywritings92]

Price: So what’s the new rule here?

Gaz & Roach: No daring R/n and Soap to do stupid stuff.

Ghost: Why?

Soap & R/n: Because we have no regard for our personal well being.